The last few weeks have been very hectic with due dates flinging around, coursework grades and also *drumrolls* EXAM.
Today is the final paper (English) and I finished it with break neck speed (1 hour) just because I wanted to go home. Reckless aren't I?
Anyway, I think I did best in Workplace Communication. I scored the highest coursework grades from all the students taking it this semester with a brilliant 55/60~!! I'm trilled that I've beat Darren by one mark but I think he will soon catch up in the written test as he has always done.
I am however, honestly quite unprepared for my Food Safety exam. I hope I did well enough to score a B+. *praying* I am aiming to increase my CGPA this semester...hopefully.
I've always read about suicides in the newspapers but I never thought that one would actually happen within reachable distance. This is the second time it proved me wrong.
When a mother has a child, all she thinks about is the health of her child. I'm sure all those who were sickly as a child would understand this. And every year is a step into adulthood and safety.
"The crime of suicide lies rather in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind"
I may sound harsh but I really think that it was really inconsiderate of her. She should stop and think about other people. Not to mention the inconvenience she caused. Parents should never have to see themselves outlive their child.
"Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem"
I mean no disrespect but I believe that there isn't anything worth dying for. Suicide isn't the only solution. Sometimes, you need to see things in a different perspective. Life is not all bad all the time. Choose to believe - that there will always be light at the end of the tunnel, the silver in the cloud.
But now, we will not question her for what's done is done. Always remember there is always Hope. Guard it well against your heart so that you won't be tempted to give it up. May she rest in peace - Lalitha
I don't think that I've ever been this tired stressed.
IH-A-T-E short semester~!! On top of mid-term test - I still have assignments. I was supposed to blog about my recent but not so recent Hollywood night event but I'll leave that tale for another day.
However, weirdly I still have time to read Inheritance by Chistopher Paolini. Its the final book of the Inheritance Cycle that just came out 3 days ago I think. I L-O-V-E it.
This week, I quite pleased with the results of my oral presentation. I managed to score an A- on individual and B+ for group work. Thats a fairly good score considering the person I believe will do better than me only scored a B+ for individual. Infact, I think I did quite well for my midterm (Workplace Communication)
Lets hope that it turned out that way.
Now moving on...I love Melanie Amaro in X-Factor USA. I think she has an extraordinary voice. Every week is just amazing. She used to be the invisible girl with the big voice but after her make over, she looked stunning.
Oh and I hate Astro. That arrogant, self-centered, egoistic runt. He's so irritating. I hope he gets voted out soon. How did he even managed to get so far I don't know.
Anyway this is Melanie's Top12 performance>>> Desperado. Enjoy.
Never in my wildest dream that I would be spending my 18th birthday at MotoGP - in a VIP suite complete with a fabulous view of the race track. So much happened...till I'm not even sure where to start.
My job there was to serve a free flow of beverages to the guest and to also clear the dishes. I am really thankful that they were so forgiving and nice - all of them- even after a few of my 'accidents'. I'm starting to understand why some service staff prefer to serve foreigners.
I'm sorry to say that some Malaysians have some attitude problem. After all, we are also human and we have emotions too. It was deadly tiring but it was well worth it....after a whole day's worth of sleep of course. It was so exhausting that I'm even still feeling it now. And by the end we became this>>>>>
However what that was supposed to be an exciting day changed for the worst with the death of a racer. Even though I've only heard of you but RIP no.58 Marco Simoncelli.
I won't say more about the day because towards the end of work - I wasn't really in my best mood. You would be moody too if you were stuck there for an additional two hours. It was almost 10pm and most of us haven't eaten yet.
The day wasn't over yet as I'm surprised by my friends - Aeny, Thurga and Winnie. In the end I still did properly celebrate my birthday complete with a cake and a McD dinner. I don't know how you guys pulled it off but thank you soo much.
This is truly be a birthday to remember - after all, my 18th birthday will only come once. =))
Yesterday was NILAI UNIVERSITY 11th Fun Run. It was the first time I saw the entire campus abuzz with activites - lecturers and students alike - coupled with rumours of the the 'officially unconfirmed' Deepavali holidays. It was quite exciting actually.
I did not mind watching them as running/ walking/ anything that requires stamina and endurance as it was never my forte anyway. With my size, people might think I am quite a decent runner but quite unfortunately I suck.
But watching the performances I was literally awestruck. It was exciting and it gave me a feeling that I've never felt in a long time. A long time ago, everyone in school knew me. Now here in university for once I felt invisible. I wan't to be noticed - a performer - I want to be on the stage.
By next semester, I'll take part as a student helper or a performer. I've already been here 5 month. I can't wait forever. I refuse to spend my entire life doing nothing. I'll start with the upcoming motor GP. It'll be fun. I'm sure of it...or perhaps not?
"The best thing you can do in your life is to follow your heart. Take risks, live life. Don't have any regrets and know that everything happens for a reason."
"It sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen."
You were my first friend in a strange place. I wondered if things did change that much. Saying hello to you and yet you won't even meet my eye. Was it me? I want to know - I really do - your reason.
Even though knowing will put me at ease. Yet a part of me doesn't want to ask. It feels like by confronting you - my fears will somehow be realised. Is it really al right to allow everything to just drift away?
"Moving on is hard. Knowing when to move on is harder."
Yesterday we were best friends, Today I was suddenly a nobody. As far as I'm concerned, I haven't even done anything. Why? I really didn't think you were that sort of a person...but maybe you were. I just never realised.
I'm tired. I really feel tired - anticipating your feelings, trying hard to maintain something that was already falling apart. Do you know that? You were an important part of my life. I won't deny that but I also won't deny that it was also you who single handedly took everything apart.
"If someone came into your life but for some reason couldn't stay...just be glad that your paths crossed and somehow even for a moment you were happy."
This is how I choose to remember you by - friend, sisters, group mates, my first friend here.
"Letting go doesn't means giving up, it means accepting some thing that were never meant to be."
We used to be sisters - you said we'll be sisters forever. What a joke. I should have listened to my heart and yet I choose to trust you. Yet I somehow knew that this wouldn't last.
We used to speak of anything and everything under the sky. We spoke easily without reservation. The friendship we've built...it felt like it'll last forever. I guess you're no different.
I was happy for you when you've found your partner - truly happy and you assured me that you'll always be there. Things will not have changed so much that no matter what happens we'll always be sisters. Or so you said.
As the gap widened I tried to prevail against it but who am I to fight against nature. Does having someone special means forgoing everything you once had? It is inevitable but I feel like I don't know who you are anymore.
She was a strong, brave and so I thought she'd be different - different from other love struck girls. And yet day by day, slowly she was starting to lose a little of herself to him. I fear, one day there'll be none of herself left.
It occurred to me how far apart we've grown. I know that I should talk to you and ask you how you've been. I tried once, twice but I'm not going to ask for a third time. This time I've decided to let you go. You'll hardly notice. But one day, if you're in need of a friend, a shoulder - I'll always be here.
You don't know me anymore and its okay. I understand things are different now. I wish you all the best in love, luck and dreams - Sisters now and always.
"I've learned that things change, people change and it doesn't mean that you're forgetting the past of covering up. It simply means that you've learned to treasure the memories and move on."
Today was quite a whirlwind. Being the first day of the second semester and everything...It was great meeting and getting reacquainted with old friends. Even though we've only met about four months ago, it feels like it has been forever.
It felt great, although I didn't get to go swimming - It was raining plus we had class till 5pm. *sigh* So much for early dismissal. It seems that short semesters are really jam packed. Luckily my subjects aren't that harsh...I think.
In a twist, I'm glad that I had classes with Chef Adi this semester. He is one of the awesome lecturers. Anyway enough of my mindless writing. Just needed to write something. If I don't sometimes I feel like my writing skills might just disappear. Its one of the skills I need most this semester - with two English class. Wish me luck =))
Its a little early for a new year resolution, but I must reduce the amount of junk I'm eating. I'm racking up a dental bill and you don't want to see it.
As of now, I believe that I have a serious identity problem - Often changing my pen name...which leads to the trouble of changing my username, re-register etc.. you get the point. It is somewhat irritating and yet I can't help it~!!
A certain friend of mine has the same tendency to change her pen names but unlike her I can't stand to have a different name on each account. Its my OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). I like to have things - everything in an orderly fashion. Friends can attest to it.
A long long time ago I used to be stichgirl11 then for the longest time it was sweetvalley27, then Amaryllis and now I have settled for JuliaAiredes. *Sigh* Perhaps...I haven't found it - a name that you can all your own. And pray tell this time I actually keep it. =))
B+..........Basic Food Production 1 (Practical & Theory)
B+..........Basic Pastry & Bakery (Practical & Theory )
B+..........Restaurant Service 1 (Practical & Theory)
A-...........Menu Design & Planning
A-...........Introduction to Hospitality
CGPA 3.52
My first semester...nothing spectacular in my opinion. It just only barely passed CGPA 3.5. *Sigh* I really must do better if I want to apply for full scholarship.
"I strive to take life one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me all at once"
What does expectation means to you?
Its OK if you tell me that you can't complete your task. As the team leader, I will pick up the slack because that is my job. But not when I'm not given anything to work on. Its not enough to say "I don't know" ~ because everyone is doing it under the same condition.
I get pissed when I ask you, you'd rather slack off even when you haven't started anything, even when the dateline is only hours away, even when you are the only one to not complete your task.
Somehow we managed due to sheer luck.
Sometimes we trust them to be who we want them to be and when they don't, we cry.
Yesterday was my brother's PKIK carnival. We were supposed to sell 100 egg sandwiches and 300+ muffins (carrot walnut & banana anyone~?) made by yours truly.
The sandwiches.
The day was quite a flop. I mean yeah the volunteers were great. They've prepared our stall, helped carry our stuffs and on the whole were quite organised. But isn't it unfair that they've set the price for our muffins at 3 for 9 coupons but other stall's were priced lower.
So yeah~ The muffins didn't sell well. Even after all the hard work involved in making that much. Next time if they ask us to make 100 we'll make 50 (Advice from the experienced) After all, other stalls did the same. Only us n00bs were fooled.
The only great thing that happened to me was this...
Tada~
Can you believe that these books, especially the last one~ Eragon & Eldest combined. The whole stack only cost a total of 13 coupons. Whatabargain!! To me at least.
I can't wait to start readin' em
PS:// Many thanks to my dear friend Ashi for helping me make muffins =)
It had been almost a year since I'd last blogged. A lot has passed since then. The then, long awaited SPM examinations...results days...college... Everything that seemed miles away passed within a blink of an eye.
I've just finished my first semester in Nilai University College. Its amazing that somehow I ended up taking Culinary Arts. I mean, I'd always wanted to be a fashion designer...then mass communications... you get the idea.
To all my friends, past, present & future ~ I'm glad to have a chance to get to know you guys. I'll try to write more regularly but who knows (^^)
Anyway~ as for the title, It's a heart warming Japanese drama based on the true story of a Japanese girl named Kito Aya who was diagnosed with an incurable degenerative disease "Spinocerebellar Degeneration" aged 15. Its a cruel disease which the victim will slowly lose all ability to walk, talk, eat and yet it doesn't affect the mind
Ikeuchi Aya had everything~ she had friends and family, excelled in her studies, talented in basketball and secretly has a crush for her senior. However, when she was diagnosed, her whole world came crashing down. She said this "Why did the disease choose me? I cannot carry it, if it’s just for the word “fate”.
On a date, her senior became a perfect coward. She often wondered if she had not had this illness, she would have the chance to experience love?
She tried her best, trying hard to live, finding a purpose in her life. Only to Haruto Asou she could express her feelings of hope, disappointment and pain. He was the light as she fought despair that threatened to overwhelm her.
But she knew that one day they will part ways. It would've been easier. When asked why, she would say "Would I've be able to get married?"
"To be able to smile and tell everyone this~ I have at least cried 1 litre of tears"
Of all her inspiring and courageous messages. One that stood out was this :
